Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chatper 166



Chatper 166

Chatper 166


Chapter 166


The beach party continued until midnight. Surprisingly, Seth found Dariel


tolerable for once and listened to him talk all night. Meanwhile, Simon


couldn’t bear it any longer. Just as he was about to get some wine, Dariel


warned him, “What? Are you going to snitch on us?”


Seth looked up and glanced at Simon’s phone. Simon, feeling resigned,


blocked Isabella and handed the phone back to Seth. “Don’t worry. I won’t ruin


your great plan.”


Seth took the phone back, cleaned up the RAM for Simon, and tossed it back


to him. “There better not be a next time.”


Simon was left speechless.


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Isabella left the study and was about to ask Simon for news. However, she


soon realized that her texts weren’t going through. He blocked me? She


couldn’t believe it. He’s not the type to block me without warning. Plus, I didn’t


do anything wrong. Seth and I may not be good friends anymore, but does


that mean Simon and I can’t be friends either? What’s going on? She became


anxious and started pacing around the corridor, wondering if she had done


something wrong. Guessing what others were thinking was an unpleasant


feeling. It reminded her of the days when she worked under Seth, constantly


having to consider everyone’s thoughts.


Dammit. She stopped and returned to the study. Then, she opened the


personal data of the person Mandy had just sent her. If I have to take a risk, I’ll


take a risk. Maybe I can find some success that way. It’s still better than living


under someone’s control.


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The file Mandy sent her was about Zacharias Zimmers, the production


director of Nemotors’ new electric car. He was in his 40s and had always


been in charge of Nemotors’ engine production. Isabella went through the


document and noticed that his resume was clean. He had been with


Nemotors for a long time and had never changed jobs. As she scrolled


through the screen, she stumbled upon a piece of insignificant news. It was


from a few years ago, revealing that Zacharias was the illegitimate son of


Nemotors’ chairman. There were even pictures attached. Overall, the story


seemed credible.


Isabella crossed her arms and tapped her lip in thought. If Zacharias is truly


an illegitimate son, then his father must be in a high position. Otherwise, he


wouldn’t still be a production director at his age. She was very perceptive


when it came to building connections, and she had a feeling that something


was amiss here. If her intuition was correct, there was something darker


lurking behind the scenes.


The clock on the wall chimed, reminding Isabella that it was already late at


night. The premonition weighed heavily on her mind. However, she decided


to turn off her computer and leave everything for the next day. When she


returned to her room and lay on the bed, she couldn’t help but envision Seth’s


cold face. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt as though he was right


beside her, ready to strangle her at any moment. Ugh, he’s so annoying. She


took a deep breath, turned around, and forced herself to sleep. She tossed


and turned, only finding sleep as dawn approached.


Alex called at 10.00AM. Isabella woke up abruptly and stared at the clock for a


long time. Just as she was about to get out of bed, she remembered that she


was currently suspended. So, she wiped her face and lay back down. Then,


she searched for her phone and answered the call. “What is it?”


“Isabella, your Cayenne is here. Are you coming?”


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Isabella paused for a moment before sitting up straight. “The Cayenne?” Oh,


right. I received a Cayenne a few days ago. Alex continued talking, but


Isabella had already rushed to the bathroom to freshen up. Her mind was


consumed with excitement about her new car. All her troubles seemed to


fade away as joy and anticipation filled her heart. She had been busy lately,


and her face had healed just in time for this momentous occasion. Isabella


rarely wore makeup, but she couldn’t resist putting on some light makeup


and pairing it with a long dress.


She was in a fantastic mood, and the sun felt warmer than ever. Seth or


whoever can forget about it. Isabella hummed happily as she made her way


to the car. Along the way, she encountered a few people who were acting


strangely. It was a stark contrast to the previous day. For example, Abigail


wasn’t there to say anything foolish. When Isabella inquired about it, she was


informed that Abigail had called in sick.


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Alex approached her and asked Isabella to check out the car together. On


the way, she said, “It’s not really a sick leave. Jonas yelled at her yesterday.


She probably took time off because she couldn’t handle the humiliation.”


Isabella didn’t see Jonas, so she asked, “Mr. Stokes isn’t in today?”


“That’s the strange thing.” Alex looked around and whispered, “I think


something’s wrong with Jonas. He seems panicked. Maybe he did something


wrong.”


Isabella praised Alex silently. She was impressed by her observation skills.


However, she remained composed on the surface. “If he did make a mistake,


it’s good news for us, right?”


“Not really.” Alex shook her head sadly. “Even if this Jonas is out, more Jonases


will appear. It’s better to deal with the devil we know. We only need one


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Abigail to handle him. Who knows how many Abigails we’ll need if the other


Jonas has a brain?”


Isabella laughed and gave Alex a thumbs-up. Soon, they arrived at the car


park. The Cayenne was parked in the center, covered by a red cloth. It may


not have been as majestic as the Ghost, but it was still an impressive car.


Alex removed the cloth and exclaimed, “Congratulations on the new car!”


Excited, Isabella wasted no time hopping into the vehicle to enjoy herself. She


revved the engine loudly.



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